Back when I started this a few months ago I promised a spirited and intelligent discussion of our collective life and times. So I know you’ve all been waiting for this. That’s right. It’s time to talk about the current season of American Idol. start up business loans
Let me start by confessing that I was late to this party. I didn’t start watching until Season Six, by which time Idol was a thoroughly established fixture of the culture. I pretty much loved it right away…it’s a weekly real-life drama set in the decidedly unreal world of the pop-music industry. small business payroll software Everything about the show draws out our emotional connection with that part of the American dream that is about succeeding against long odds. We all want to believe that we live in a land of opportunity, and that the talented among us are just waiting to be discovered. small business management
By now you’ve probably heard that Season 10 is one of the best, despite the departure of Simon Cowell, Idol’s resident hardass judge, and the seemingly weird addition to the cast of new judges Steven Tyler and Jennifer Lopez. It’s true…Idol has barely lost a step and is in some ways improved. Tyler and Lopez have been solid, and because they both live in the place all the contestants want to go–Superstardom–they’ve approached their assignment with equal measures of professional discernment and compassion. If neither of them likes to be too critical…well, that’s okay. Randy Jackson, the only remaining original judge and now Idol’s institutional conscience, has picked up the Cowell mantle and does his best to keep it real, as he might put it. Randy too often resorts to his own worn-out descriptives–Dude, it was pitchy–but there’s comfort in knowing what he means even if he can’t find an original way to say it anymore. About all that’s gone missing this year are those transcendent moments when Simon, the judge who hated everything, would tell a contestant he or she had done well. It always brought the house down and I miss that.It has helped, too, that the talent this year has been noticeably deeper than in recent seasons. This year, everybody can really sing, so maybe for the first time in a long time, Idol will find a winner who can go on to a successful career. That mostly hasn’t happened in the past…Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood being the exceptions.
So we are here again, with Idol solidly atop the ratings, still pulling in viewers by the millions and setting off a mass discussion about this year’s hopefuls. After winnowing the field through the pre-recorded preliminarys in January and February, this week finally brought us the first live shows. Following last-night’s elimination of eleven of the twenty-four finalists, we’re down to a manageable group of thirteen. Let’s take a look at the chances for a few of them who, in my estimation, are likely contenders for the title:
1. Twenty-three year-old emotional wreck Jacob Lusk. He knocks you over every time with his big voice and huge heart, but mostly with his willingness to leave it ALL on the stage. He’s been singing R&B, but he’s really more gospel by nature. I don’t know how far he goes…he’s probably too old-fashioned…but it’s going to be an amazing ride. Expect him to be around for awhile but not to the finish.
2. Laren Alaina, the sassy and slightly chubby just-turned-sixteen year-old prodigee from Georgia. I’m not sure she’s going to be there at the end. Alaina got an unfair headstart on everyone else after she did well in her initial audition and a smitten Tyler declared her “The One” before he’d even seen half of this year’s contestants. She’s good, but her handicap may be that she seems to believe Tyler got it right. It’s one thing to want to win…they all do and we love it that it matters so much to them. But act like you think you have it in the bag and you’re dead. Watch out for a meltdown if she has a bad performance. I predict an exit in a couple of weeks.
3. Casey Abrams. He’s nineteen but seems much more mature. Randy has already called him the most talented musician to ever be on the show, and it helps that he’s also funny and quirky and inventive and willing to take huge chances. In other words, he’s an original and that could take him a long way in the competition. During Hollywood week, Abrams did a crucial solo accompanying himself on the upright bass. Hard to put him in a genre but for pure entertainment value he’s really strong. If he makes smart choices about songs and staging, he could end up in the top three or four.
4. Scotty McCreery, at sixteen a pure country singer with a low, low, low voice that’s always on the money. McCreery is a natural whose confidence at such a young age is remarkable. He’s a beautiful singer and, just as important, knows exactly what he is. Don’t look to him for Underwood-like crossover country/pop…if he goes there it won’t work. But if he “stays in his lane” as Lopez put it this week, I think he has a chance. Of all this year’s contestants, he’s the one I think could most easily record a hit RIGHT NOW. Don’t know if the audience will back a country guy all the way, but he’s going to force y’all to think about it.
5. James Durbin. If the twenty-one year-old Tourette’s sufferer doesn’t go all the way…or close to it…I’ll eat my hat. His backstory is incredible…but not as incredible as his voice, which is somewhere between Adam Lambert and Billy Idol, with a little Steve Perry in the mix. He’s got a high end that can shatter glass and get the dog barking at the TV. He’s the only hard rocker left in the competition and I think that means he’ll have the most song options going forward. It’s always about picking the right songs, and if he does, look out. Get the theater audience rocking out and you win a lot of votes. It won’t hurt him that when he sings, his tics vanish and you realize you’re literally seeing the transformative power of music. He’d be a very cool winner.
6. Pia Toscano. A twenty-one year-old songbird from Queens, she’s right now the odds-on favorite to win it all. Toscano’s show-stopping “I’ll Stand by You” the other night brought the judges to their feet and I don’t think it’s going to be the last time that happens for her. She’s probably more diva than rock star, but that should be all right…she’s also what the judges like to call the “total package.” She’s got a terrific voice, is smart about song choices, is in a rare comfort zone on stage, and is also drop-dead gorgeous. If you can stand still in the spotlight without waving your arms or dancing around and just SING while looking beautiful, the audience loves it. Toscano is the only contestant who doesn’t seem to have anything awkward or unsure about her. I think we’ll be seeing her all the way.
Of course, there are many weeks ahead and the landscape always shifts. Favorites will fall and underdogs will triumph and in the end it doesn’t always come out the way it should. In the years I’ve watched Idol the two best perfomers have been Adam Lambert and Crystal Bowersox, and best pure singer was David Archuleta.
All three of them came in second.
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Never once watched
Sorry, souder, but you don’t make me think I’ve missed anything.
I’ll stick to being a political bore.
We’re counting on it…
I hope i can live up to the expectations!
;-0
The question PM and why the subject is quite interesting is what might underscore the compulsion of so many to gravitate to programing of this type. Are we privy to genuine human drama unfolding in real time? Personally, I never got beyond a few episodes of “The Next Food Network Star”.
Way before everyones’ time was something called “Arthur Godfrey’s Talent Scouts”. “American Idol” may be the most extravagant, paradoxical, 21st century/digital media extension of that fairly primitive concept. I’m not sure what any of this says about the state of the culture–if anything.
Besides, Pia Toscano in that photo is drop-dead gorgeous.
It has nothing to do with “programming of this type” in the sense of generic competition-style “reality TV.” This show is about music, and these kids all have great voices and sing some of the best songs ever written week after week.
That’s why bajillions of people watch it — you’d have to be soulless to not love the music — and it’s the same reason no one gives a shit once the show’s over and the former contestants start singing original music.
Nice analysis. Don’t tell anyone, but I admit to being a fan too. I really miss Simon. Every soap opera needs a villain, and every judging panel needs an unvarnished truth teller. Tyler and Lopez are good, and much better than I guessed they would be, but they’re too nice. I miss there being the wisdom and candor of Simon in the mix.
One of the things I like about participating in Idol Nation is that in the age of massively decentralized media, it’s difficult to find commonalities with fellow citizens any more. But if I’m visiting with my cabbie, hair cutter, electrician, or kids’ friends, it’s nice to know that if the conversation stalls out, you’ve always got weather, sports or Idol. We used to have more of those societal commonalities when there were fewer channels.
Like Bill, reality television has struck a nerve in me because it is entertainment that strikes the rawest nerve in all of us.
The happenings in my favorite shows, “The Bachelor” and “Project Runway,” creep into my daily conversations with people who obsess on the same shows. The experience is like talking an alien language among those speakers of Minnesota English that prefer to watch reality in reality rather than watching producer-driven reality in a well-polished television show. When it comes to my favorite shows, I fall into the later camp, taking advantage of commercial breaks to refill a glass of wine.
In fact, people who follow the same reality television shows have a way of seeking each other out like they are members of the secret pinky-handshake club. So I extend my pinky quite eagerly when I meet a like-minded person who can’t wait to talk about the last episode and what are the possibilities for the next.
But let’s get real for a moment and explain the attraction:
*Eavesdropping on conversations is still a wonderful pastime.
*Braking for gawker slowdown is the best evidence that ordinary Joe’s and Jane’s still find it impossible to turn their heads away from the scene of a crash.
*Watching the separation of the weak from the strong in a herd still helps us validate our own self-actualization processes.
In other words, “gee, I am not so mediocre after all.”
But we’re not observers of “reality in reality” are we? I understand the narratives of this programming are often heavily manipulated. So, if that’s the attraction: a voyeurism, it requires a suspension of disbelief not required of “gawking” at the “reality” of a traffic accident, or is the audience sufficiently conflating the two into the belief that the drama they’re watching on television is “truthful”?
Good points Dennis.
The term “suspension of disbelief” is regularly associated with professional wrestling whereas what the audience is watching is a theater performance, but to receive the fullest impact of the theatrics, the audience must think and feel the show is real.
Hence, fans connect emotionally with their favorite wrestler and experience real cathartic feelings when the wrestler pins his opponent after taking several hits to the head with a chair and getting nearly coldcocked by a foreign object hidden in the opponent’s wrestling trunks.
The reality television shows that I mentioned, “The Bachelor” and “Project Runway,” are very real because in the end, definite winners and losers are declared. The winners and losers are not pre-determined like in professional wrestling, but specific reality-star personalities are pitted against each other for pure entertainment value.
Still, the final pecking order is obvious to the person who has followed the show from the beginning, which is the release from several weeks of tension. People who like the release aspect but have no stomach for all the tension stuff like to tune in only for a season’s final episode.
Even with a clear-cut winner standing at the end of the season, the producers of each show have a heavy hand in setting up the scenarios of tension-release among the shows reality stars. So like wrestling, the viewers identify the faces and the heels, but the interaction and dialogue during the video taping, as well as the tears, are real.
I’d make a distinction between American Idol and so-called reality shows like The Bachelor or Survivor…which are not, in fact, real.
American Idol is exactly what it professors to be–a singing contest that is open to thousands of would-be stars. A handful of the most talented ultimately make it to the big stage in Hollywood, where after being plucked from anonymity, they perform in front of an audience of millions, hoping the viewers will choose them. it doesn’t get much more real than that.
Bill, you made a Big Fat Claim that one of my favorite reality shows, “The Bachelor,” is fake. Yet, there is no substantiation or “smoking gun” that proves that the show is rigged.
If you saw the movie Quiz Show with Ralph Fiennes, you’ve heard about the game show scandals resulting from favorable contestants receiving answers to questions prior to being asked the questions.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quiz_show_scandals
It’s against the law to fix quiz shows, but what about reality TV shows?
Well, it’s a very grey area I have discovered. But here are some links to ponder while you dig up the proof.
Is ‘The Bachelor’ Fake?
http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/story?id=7009808&page=1
How Reality TV Fakes It
http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1154194,00.html
I watched the Bachelor enough to believe that it is indeed the Bachelor who makes the picks of whom he gives the roses or rose at the end of each show. The rest is just good glitzy production. Good entertainment.
Would that “The Bachelor” and shows of its ilk were “fake.” Its collateral cultural fallout is, sadly, all too real, along with various others, such as “The ‘Real’ Wives of (fill in the blank.”
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/04/opinion/04holmes.html?src=ISMR_AP_LO_MST_FB
Egad, good sir! What kind of bounder do you take me for? I do not make “big fat claims.” My every digital utterance here is the result of intense research and the application of a laser-like intellect. Plus, as you may not know, my postings are meticulously fact-checked and edited by Jon Austin and Brian Lambert, both of whom personally stand behing everything I write. I’m almsot sure this is true.
Now. American Idol is a talent show. Duh. The Bachelor is a contrived series of romantic encounters staged between an incredibly handsome dude and several comely babes. I never said it was “fake.” It is what it is. Not real. Know the difference.
Talent shows exist in the real world. Scenarios like those on The Bachelor do not. At least not in the world I inhabit.
Meanwhile, it’s a good thing I’m a happily married guy or I’d be tempted to sign on as one of the deliciously handsome and studly bachelors on The Bachelor, in which case I’d have to agree with you.
TMI all the way around.
Bill, clearly Austin and Lambert had Friday night off from the fact-checking detail; otherwise, they would have cautioned you about making such a blanket statement as “talent shows exist in the real world. Scenarios like those on The Bachelor do not. At least not in the world I inhabit.”
Scenarios like The Bachelor at least got their start here in Minnesota, you betcha! Reel back to June 13,1998, when David Weinlick held an event at the Mall of America in search of a bride. Well, he found lovely Elizabeth at the Mall from a group of 28 candidates, and they got married on the spot. The same day they met, yes siree Bob, or in this case, Bill.
It appears, this couple is still married.
http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/25121427/ns/today-relationships/
Because of the national coverage of this Mall of America wedding, the original formula for shows like The Bachelor was found.
Now before you get all gushy on us about your purist view that American Idol is a “talent contest,” ii’s important to point out that regular shmoos who possess no real ability to judge singing talent can call in and vote for their favorite singer.
http://www.americanidol.com/faq/
Finally, to set the record straight, for future reference, when a picture of Dolly Parton is presented to us, we can question the quality of her wonderful cleavage by asking “are they real or not.”
On the other hand, if we are shown a Frida Kahlo painting of Dolly, signed by the artist, a reasonable conclusion would be that the painting is a fake. Frida preferred to paint paintings with herself as the primary subject.
Henceforth, we can use the Dolly Not Real/Fake Test to measure the validity of any Big Fat Claim presented to us as truth.
Anyone out there old enough to remember “American Famiy/The Louds”? Ground-breaking in its day. Today, we have the Kardashians in all their incarnations and from the excessive programming hours they get someone has to be watching. But why? (And I don’t mean that rhetorically. Where’s media guru John Rash when you really need him?). If I did this right, link follows:
http://www.current.org/prog/prog90-20l.html
I’m old enough Dennis…but as it happens, when the Loud family was on TV I was stationed overseas with the U.S. Navy, keeping the world safe for democracy so that one day we could all watch “American Idol.” It’s good to know you served your country AND pop culture…
there’s a difference?
“The show is about music….” I get that MJK but decades of musical variety shows never achieved the–what?–critical mass of “idol”. So, the discovery of unknown talent, the instantaneous, digital opportunity to be an audience participant (Is this true? Never watched more than excerpts of the show), the rise from obscurity and triumph of rhe winner, and our empathy with the losers must all be part of the chemistry. Is there something specific about our place in time that makes this viewing so compelling to so many?
It was Kurt Vonnegut who wrote: “If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: The only proof he needed for the existence of God was music.” Kelly Clarkson* sings “My Life Would Suck Without You.”
The brilliant observations by Kurt and Kelly are testaments to the fact that without the ability to express ourselves in matters of faith and love though music, art and writing, we’d still be creatures roaming this earth’s wildernesses with no interest in making this place a better place.
It’s not that technology-delivery machine or the latest medium trend that matters; what matters is the soulful and spirited expression delivered to us now in mass quantities by technology and the entertainment industry. One cannot get enough of either Kurt Vonnegut or Kelly Clarkson.
*Clarkson was the American Idol 2003 season’s runner-up.
Ummmm, pretty sure Kelly Clarkson won her season over the guy with the curly hair.
I surely stand corrected.
Here’s what you’re looking for:
Kelly Clarkson rose to fame after winning the inaugural season of the television series American Idol in 2002 and would later become the runner-up in the television special World Idol in 2003.
“My life would suck without you”
this is an effort to “…express ourselves in matters of faith and love…”?
my, it is amazing how such eloquence moves you.
Even though I do not know that much about you PM, I can only presume that you are a member of the eight-track generation, and during your formative years, your favorite songs were always interrupted by those brief pauses of silence caused by the two ends of the tape taped together.
I can totally sympathize with the fact that this experience unnerved you when you were singing along with the catchy tunes of Bread or John Denver and suddenly your own singing voice had to carry the day. And it’s true, that there are no lyrics in any Bread or John Denver songs that use the word “suck.”
But, as things go, there is this thing called the Internet that allows music lovers to download files (electronic not paper) and these files contain wonderful songs. Granted, some of these songs are rated these days “explicit content, using words that would make your mother blush.
To become more comfortable in this modern age, my recommendation is that you start using the word “suck” in everyday conversation. No problem here if your comments to my comments are nothing more than, “Gee Gary, that sucks.”
It will be part of a growth experience.
Then one romantic day, you can look that special person of yours in the eye and say “my life would suck without you.” Do not be surprised if you are rewarded with a long overdue hug.
this is more like it…
Tremendous find PM. The Supremes’ 1965 hit single captured live in this video with Supreme Mary Wilson doing the singing. On a 45-single record or part of a 33 1/3 vinyl album, this music was pre-eight tracks, pre-music videos, pre-concert tee-shirts, pre-rock concert endorsements and pre-American Idol.
My parents took me to see The Supremes in 1966 at the Minnesota State Fair Grandstand with comedian Jerry Van Dyke as the warm up act.
Song title: “My World is Empty Without You Babe”, perhaps a more family-friendly way of saying “My Life Would Suck Without You.” You earned a hug from your special someone with this posted comment. Well done.
or perhaps more poetic, beautiful, soulful.
“My world is empty without you” has survived and grown over the last 46 years. Do you think that “My life would suck without you” has anything like the same staying power? the same ability to immediately evoke a meaning and a mood in our minds?
Some words and phrases have an ability to transcend time and place, to create meaning, to become timeless. They are poetry. I just don’t think that “my life would suck without you” is going to cut it.
Sorry.
I have never seen an “Idol” show but I was fascinated with the mini debate about songs like “My Life Would Suck Without You,” which is kind of a catchy tune, actually.
How about one of my favorite more recent Pink songs:
“Fuckin Perfect.”
I know, PM, not a high-brow title, but it’s a good tune with a good message written by one of the most creative and talented young ladies in music.
Yes, young people do express themselves differently today. Witness the artists that are big with kids — hip hop, rap and pop that doesn’t resemble anything like Motown or the music that came from Capitol, Warner, RCA or Polygram.
But they are no less soulful, musical and talented — I discovered this watching some of them on the Grammy’s.
I even merged my 19-year old’s IPod playlist into mine — there’s a lot of good shit on there.
Mike: I think that Pink’s “U and Ur hand” is a wildly creative song, one of the best I have heard in a long time.
PM:
I like that tune, too. There was an A&E Biography on PInk that blew me away.
She basically told mega hit producer L.A. Reid after her first album to go get screwed. She was doing the music she wanted. He stayed on. The rest is history.
Said Reid: “She has the best ‘kiss my ass’ attitude of any artist I ever worked with.”
In an age of fake voices doing songs written by someone else, she is a breath of fresh air.
The combination of great music, youthful performers, prime-time network slot, and the charming good looks of the skinny-tied Ryan Seacrest makes for a rather irresistible show. Maybe.
I’m beginning to think our fascination and pleasure with “Idol” originates in the “characters”–the performers and the judges. I gather we get to know them and can somehow relate, perhaps because all of us have spent our lives being evaluated in one way or another from kindergarten on. Then there is of course, even in the bits and pieces I’ve seen, an undeniable electricity, dynamic performances, and a dramatic tension line. The producers got it right. (For a while I never tired of the Susan Boyle episode on the British version, emotionally rivetting, amplified by the genuinely stunned reaction shots of the judges.)
Hey…what am I here…a potted plant? I mentioned Ms. Clarkson’s win in the original post.
Again Bill, that slip up was my bad. If you were indeed a potted plant, I would take it upon myself to get the team of landscapers to give you daily waterings and leaf trimming.
One of the best blogs on this joint Souder you continue to impress. I had no idea the depth of your analysis of the show with predictions and more. I promise (As I’ve promised year after year) to try and dedicate myself and my family to this program. It was a good read!
This is the kind of incisive commentary we should encourage more of.
Dude, you want “reality TV” that celebrates the human spirit. Exquisite:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2HiUMlOz4UQ&feature=player_embedded *
*Warning to conservatives: The above television was produced by a publicly-funded broadcaster, ew.
Yup. Magnificent! Thanks.
While we’re at it a friend sent me this today. Fascinating and curiously reaffirming and inspiring. Silent untill the last shot.